"But what am I supposed to do now?" Bettina almost wailed."I suppose you should finish getting dressed," the little man said."You have a show tonight.... As for me, there is nothing more I can dohere, so goodbye." Wait!" Bettina called, but the little man was already gone.She looked down at herself as best she could past her impressivecleavage. The tan underwear made a good impression of nudity and theblack pantyhose were very sheer and wrapped her hips and legs inshimmering shadows that. She withdrew and looked up as the head slowly exited from between her lips. “You taste like pussy,” she said, grinning up at him. “You don’t have to,” he told her, not sure how she’d react to the taste of herself on his meat. “No, I like it,” she said. “It’s like tasting myself on you.” “That’s what it is,” he nodded. “Then let me do this for you,” she said, returning to engulf his length in her mouth. She had sucked him before. After their first joining and clean-up, Emily used her mouth to. Ah, he thought, it’s Saturday. Thank God for that. He recalled how Friday had worn him out with meetings and deadlines. He was so tired that he’d almost been afraid to drive home. When he did get home, he felt bad that he could barely keep his eyes open before saying good night to Connie. He had to admit, he was enjoying being her boyfriend. Pretending to be her boyfriend, he corrected himself, and sighed when he recalled Connie’s words the night before. That led to thoughts of what followed. The idea was that she would stand on top of the blocks of wood and be forced to endure the enormous thing slowly sliding into her as her legs lost strength. Eventually, the huge metal ball would enter her and she'd be stuck on the thinner few inches below it until the key melted and she was able to release her hands and climb off of the toy. The thinner part was almost 2 inches wide for the first 3 inches but then stepped out to 3.5 or more inches almost immediately for the rest of its.